Lived To Fight Another Day

"By George, boys, I uever was in Wch a hot place in my life ! Every felow who put his head up so that the top bowed over the stoue wall was sure to ;et a bnllet through it. Out of 97 men nour company 25 wre plunked right square in the forehead. " The battle scarred veteran, known to )e f. ch becanse he acknowledged it utoiself, was entertaining a crowd of oafers iu a grocery store. They stood around and listened with respectful we to his tales of battles and blood. "What company was it that you beonged to? ' inquired a quiet looking man who sat back in the corner. "Company K, Ele-venth Pennsylvania eserves, " answered the narrator bravey, "and no other company was in as raany battles or lost as many men as my ompany. By George, boys, you haven't ny idea of the fuu we went through!" "Might I inquire your name?" asked ;he quiet man again. "My name? Sam Smith, of course. Ask any of the boys about Sam Smith f Company K, and they will teil you bat he was always ready for a love crape or a brush with the Johnnies. Ah, boys, but I was a reckless fellow n my young days. " "Yes, that's a fact, " assented the uiet man. "I happened to be captain f that company, and I remember you ow as the man whodeserted from it on be way to the front. You were reckless f your honor then, and you're a reckess liar yet. You'd better go home." The quiet man walked out of the tore, and the silence was broken only v Sam Smith.